Flawed & Fabulous

A 20 something's ramblings about life, love and the creative.
Loving my lace head wrap today.

Loving my lace head wrap today.

The coolest cat around.

The coolest cat around.

the birthday bash was a success. 

Ingrid Michaelson

—You And I

Sounds like a plan.

Cheers

Ever have a day where everything feels right? Maybe everything isn’t going right, but the bad seems to not matter so much. You just feel happy to be here. To be a part of something. To be happy about where your life is even if its not exactly where you want it to be. A day you feel…content. Nothing to gain, nothing to lose, just a day where you enjoy exactly who you are and where you are for no particular reason at all. Today I felt this way, and as I write this I’m stupidly smiling at my computer.

Cheers to days like today.

You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality.

— Ayn Rand

Blessed

Today was a bad day turned into a good one thanks to my amazing friends who were willing to listen to me vent and offer advice and support. Days like this make me ever thankful for the people in my life. Good friends are truly hard to find and I have found the best. I am very blessed and very grateful. To all my friends, I love you very much!

‎”In front of the death of man, a Christian never rejoices but rather reflects on the grave responsibility of each one in front of God and men, and hopes and commits himself so that every moment not be an occasion for hatred to grow but for peace.”

—The Vatican spokesman, Father Federico Lombardi on his response to the death of bin Laden

Sometimes I wonder if the fact I’m not spending most weekends in my twenties out in bars will cause me to have some midlife crisis where I’m dressing like a 16 year old and galavanting for men in my 30s. I spent this weekend like I spend most, quality time with baby D and a glass of wine or two at home.

Maybe that desire to hit Dickson street will come in a few weeks, months or maybe my 30s, but for now I’m content with teaching baby D how to give a dirty look and hitting the hay at 10 p.m. on a Friday night. And Saturday.

Sometimes I wonder if the fact I’m not spending most weekends in my twenties out in bars will cause me to have some midlife crisis where I’m dressing like a 16 year old and galavanting for men in my 30s. I spent this weekend like I spend most, quality time with baby D and a glass of wine or two at home.

Maybe that desire to hit Dickson street will come in a few weeks, months or maybe my 30s, but for now I’m content with teaching baby D how to give a dirty look and hitting the hay at 10 p.m. on a Friday night. And Saturday.

Checklist

With all of the hype around the Royal Wedding I stumbled across two articles by two young women that make great points. 1) Maybe it should have been “Waity William” instead of “Waity Katie.” We don’t know them (remember that people). Which means, we don’t know if Kate was really hanging on, hoping for the day William would propose. For all we know, Kate was the one not sure. Or maybe, just a thought, they both weren’t sure until well, they were? 2) Marriage does not need to be a life milestone. It just doesn’t. I don’t know where the pressure is coming from, whether we feel it from our parents, grandparents, friends or ourselves but marriage isn’t a check off of a list. Or it shouldn’t be at least. It should be right for you. Right for your mate. Right for your life. Maybe, just maybe, if we stopped thinking we all had to get married it would be an institution reserved for those who want to get married, and therefore, I don’t know, there would be less divorce?

Do I want to get married? I honestly don’t know. I don’t think it will be one of those things where “I meet the right person and then I’ll want to,” either. I think, for me, it’s more of deciding if it is right for me. Do I believe you are supposed to be with one person forever? I don’t know. Until I know that, and know that on my own, without this supposed prince charming that will convince me, I will not be standing at an altar vowing things I can’t actually promise.

Until then, I will focus on all of the things in life I most certainly have put on my checklist. What’s yours?

Life checklist:

Go to italy.

Learn a second language. Well.

Own a small business.

Have an animal shelter.

Go on a road trip with my friend Tricia.

Get a tattoo with my friend Tricia.

Adopt a child.

Be an exceptional aunt to baby D.

Learn to play the guitar.

Become a counselor.

Teach art.

Own a house. With a porch. And a big yard.

Write a book.